Being that Meesei was giving attention to Lunise's back and shoulders, she remained laying on her front, but she turned her head such that she could speak properly.

"I would not call it pain, precisely," Lunise said. She breathed deep and relaxed under Meesei's fingers. "It was a harrowing experience, make no mistake. I was simply trying to be sensitive to your impression of it." Lunise ran her thumb over her fingertips on one hand. Her voice lowered into regret. "A werewolf claw inflicted that wound. The same werewolf died by my hand. It was not even a feral werewolf; merely one living near a town close to Leyawiin. It was my first encounter with one of you transformed."

Lunise paused to gauge Meesei's thoughts on the matter.